Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd say she was a pretty one.
[music builds to sweeping string melody]
Oh!
and by your grace.
Graveyards,
No!
the ultimate collection.
[cracking]
Oh, you! Yah!
Okay, breathe, breathe, breathe.
[groans]
Oh, yes. Yes!
[mysterious music playing]
Dear… Dear Winston. [sobs]
Dooley!
I expected more.
Cold, oh cold!
[strains]
Oh my God!
-Could I have a look? -Absolutely not.
We're still looking for the head.
Well, I'll be damned.
It's pewter.
Such a touching epitaph
[somber orchestral music playing]
and I beg you and your employer to please, please,
I will have my vengeance!
[jarring droning notes play]
[breathing erractically]
Black churches
to penetrate the enclosures where they congregate.
No! No, no!
No, no!
Oh!
No! Oh, God!
Mine.
For the presentation, I would have him dressed in his finest.